SAND

Inverted bottle filled with sand of time. Counting down our togetherness. I do not want to remember, but I was not able to forget it. In every second count. When we are together so quickly. Though I still want to be with. How about me, without you. or how you, without me.
Not about love only, but also, when we are joking, laughing at our stupidity. Our fears. Our dreams.
Sand it until half. Getting closer to the base.
Getting closer to that day.
You're not my life. You're not my life. You're not my soul. But without you, there would be no rainbow in the sky. Without me, your sky will be dark like without star.
Not only I need you. but you also need me.
We complete. Although we are not interdependent.
It's getting a little sand. Who knows what will happen. Getting close to parting away.
Do not look at back. In front was a lot of hope. Do not glance aside. In front of a lot of dreams. We will meet again. In a beautiful garden. Many butterflies in my favorite yellow flowers. There is a rainbow that decorate our paradise. There is a peacock that should you chase.
And we will say how stupid we are....